Today is my 35th birthday. And I am quite fit! Among the many things I lost, gave up or sold in the course of 2015 is one size in board shorts – actually I lost it in only one month in Costa Rica.
35 is a landmark. It is when you start being closer to 40 than to 30. It is the beginning of the ending of your second (or for those who enjoyed their teen age, already your third) youth, and somehow, the youth of fully developed adulthood.
Turning 35 to me means something completely else today than it would have meant one year ago. By having taken huge chances to do what (I thought?) I wanted to do, I don’t have the same regrets I would have had then about the passing of another year and the reaching of another landmark age.
One year ago, not only didn’t I know where my life was leading (in this, the status quo is not so different), but also I didn’t feel like I was doing what I desired to do the most if time was short. The truth is, time actually is short, even if we reach old age.
Today, I am following my dreams. It may not always feel as great as it felt when I fantasized about it (just look at the picture below, this is where I woke up on my 35th birthday 😉
But I am following my dreams, and I had the guts to follow them. And this is meaningful, even if it poses many risks and is not the same as being happy all the time at all.
Straight ahead lies one of my greatest dreams: Skiing all winter, and skiing in places like British Columbia and Alaska. Mentally I have prepared for this for a long time. Physically, unfortunately not so much – my arms have become my legs in the water, and I could barely exercise my legs on land due to the oppressive heat in Costa Rica. Who cares! This will be awesome!!
PS:Many thanks for all your kind birthday wishes! It feels good not to be forgotten.